Oh my! It’s as though that Todd was channelling me. Of course I’m a much better dancer than he was in that one segment, but I’ve danced amongst the trees the same as he did. He even has some passing resemblence to me. Could it be that all us Todds are equally odd?

Namaste, my friend. Thank you for seeking out something just for me. Here’s another haiku, just for you.

Crimson tresses fall
Blocking the view of her eyes
Windows to her soul